(All OC's are of my creation. And I do not own or claim to own any of the characters from Resident Evil.)
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(Updated chapter 1 Hopefully it is a bit better now /.\ I did change/add a few things. And I am working on chapter 2 rn as well.)
Chapter 9
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"How is that even possible? I-I should be dead..." And I really should be. The human body can't survive that long without food and water, can it? I look down at myself slowly. My hands shaking as I stare down at them. 'I don't look like I have lost any weight but how is that?' How weak I have felt since waking up makes since now. I have been laying in bed for two weeks. My body isn't used to me moving around again. And more then likely I was only getting broth and water to sustain me. My head snaps up to look at Alcina when I realize something. She is watching me carefully, her pale blue eyes have gold flecks in them. Something I have noticed only happens when her emotions are unstable. 'Was she the one that took care of me? Is that why she looks so tired.' I reach up to trail my fingertips across her cheek. A worried frown forming on my lips as I take in how tired she looks. "Alcina..."
"I know I must look ghastly right now."
"Nope. Still stunning as ever, love." And I truly mean that. Even when sleep deprived and blood starved she looks beautiful. Shifting in her arms I lean up to give her a quick kiss before moving away from her. "But I am very cross with you for not taking care of yourself."
"Unlike a certain human I have immortality on my side." She lets me move away but seems very reluctant to do so. One of her hands holding onto my arm loosely.
"That is still not a good reason for this." I reach up to brush a stray curl out of her face. Her eyes become hard when she sees the scar on my hand. So much for hiding it from her at this point. She knows what the Megamycete looks like and probably is pissed it has marked me. Hell I'm pissed about the damn mark." I am not something to worry over to this extent."
"You are more then worth it to me, inima mea. Caring for you was all I could think about these past two weeks." My heart lets out a loud 'thump' at her words. She stands up to her full height, her hand moving from my arm to hold mine. "How did you even get down here?"
"I forced Nadia to lead me to you." I move so I can hug her around the waist, still holding her hand as I rest my cheek against her hip. The position is a little awkward but it is the best my short self can manage at the moment. A pout forms on my lips when she laughs softly at me. " Curse you and your hug blocking tallness."
"We can cuddle all you like once you are back in bed." Alcina leads me to the red door at the back of the room. While she is busy unlocking it I take a quick glance around the room. Making note of the small tunnel that you crawl through in the game. 'If that one is there it means the other paths in the game are as well. I will need to find a way to block them. Any path I manage to block will greatly impede Ethan if he shows up.' My grip on Alcina's hand tightens brings her attention to me. "Sorry."
"Are you alright? Any pain?" She lets go of my hand to scoop me up into one arm, leaving her other hand free to grip the doorframe. I can't help but roll my eyes and smile at her actions. 'She totally has a princess carry kink.'
"Just got a little dizzy is all. You don't have to carry me. " I give her a worried look as she carries me through the door. But she just waves my concern off and holds me tighter to herself. Clearly not going to budge on the matter even if I am against it.
"I am not letting you go again."
'Again? Did something happen while I was unconscious?'
Alcina remains quiet the rest of the way back to her personal rooms. When we get there I can't help but notice it looks like a lot of the furniture has been replaced. When I ask her about it, Alcina won't look at me directly at first. Thinking back to how I found her n the tasting room I let the matter go. Not wanting to make her feel any more upset then she was. I distract her by a well timed stomach growl. Didn't plan that but it helped ease the tense atmosphere a bit. Alcina tucked me into bed before calling for a maid to bring us both some food. When she settles into a chair next to the bed I just stare at her. 'Touch her.' A voice whispers behind me making me jump. Thankfully Alcina was busy taking off her gloves and didn't see that. 'Share her sight. I'll hide.' When the voice speaks again the megamycete scar burns faintly. Not sure why but the voice makes me feel safe like a warm blanket has been placed over me. 'But what does it mean it will hide?'
"Alcina..."
"Yes, love?"
"This might be weird but please humor me for a moment." She raises her brow curiously but gives a slight nod of her head. I shift on the bed so that I am sitting on my knees. My small hands reaching out towards Alcina, who thankfully gets the hint and leans forward. "Hold still."
"Are you giving me orders now?"
"Oh hush." Closing my eyes I lean forward to rest my forehead against hers. And like a lightening flash I am bombarded by images. But unlike in the past these are not from my perspective. 'Are these Alcina's memories?' Tears form in my eyes as I watch my unconscious form through Alcina's eyes. This amazing woman refused to leave me in the care of anyone but herself. Only granting herself short breaks when Donna was there to take her place. And even then she only left for five minutes at most. What makes me cry isn't how I look, but all the pain Alcina is feeling as she cares for me. Sadness, anger, fear, hunger, I can feel all of it. Her emotions reach their peak around the 9th day I was unconscious. I watch through Alcina's eyes as she silently cries while holding my limp body. On this day my heart had nearly stopped while she was forced to tend to some business. It was kind of adorable the way she was impatiently rushing through her work. She kept sending longing glances towards where I normally sit in her office. I see a quick flash of Angie rushing into Alcina's office screaming about me dying, and then Alcina's panicked dash back to my side. After that I watch as Alcina takes out her frustration on the furniture in the room. Donna is standing in the background while holding Angie, both looking very uncomfortable. 'This must have been when the megamycete was trying to dig through my memories. It must have put a lot of strain on my body.' The images stop when the sound of someone knocking on the door breaks whatever link I had made with Alcina. A maid opening the door while another maid brings in a serving cart with food on it.
"Serilda...What was that..." Alcina is now holding onto my shoulders, tears sliding down her cheeks just like mine. She doesn't seem to notice, or care, about her own tears. All of her focus being on me at the moment. My face scrunches up as I try and keep from sobbing my heart out. All of the emotions from Alcina's memories and my own hitting me at once. "Is that what you were going through? Oh draga mea..."
"I can't- How can you care about me so much? I'm not worthy of being loved like this." My voice wavers as I try and speak. "Wait what did you see? " I ask fearfully, hoping she didn't see anything bad. For example any of my memories about how the game plays out.
"I was shown what I can only assume were your memories. And that horrible vision you had of my death when you first came to me." Her voice becomes a gentle murmur as she cups my face in her hand. A sad smile forms on her lips when I nuzzle her palm. "You felt so much fear and pain during that vision of me. " Her eyes turn gold as a low growl echoes in her chest. "What Mother Miranda did to you I will not forgive."
"Y-You saw that?" My heart starts to beat faster as I think of Mother Miranda. Fear filling me at the thought of her reaction to all of this. When I speak again my voice comes out as a whimper. "Does she know..."
"I have not informed her of your condition. To my knowledge Donna is the only one outside of my territory who knows." A relieved sigh escapes me as I fall onto my side on the bed. Alcina jumps up in slight panic thinking I had passed out again. She glares down at me when I laugh at her reaction.
"I'm fine Alcina. That just took up most of my energy is all."
"You are not to do that again." She growls down at me before turning to speak to the maids. The pair having been waiting nervously by the food cart they brought up. "Send a message to Donna of Serilda's condition. "
"Yes Madam Dimitrescu." One maid replies quickly before leaving to do just that. The other maid glaring at her retreating companion's back.
"Stoke the fire then you may leave."
"Y-Yes Madam!" I have to hold back a laugh when Alcina has to literally pick up the serving cart. The tiny, well compared to her, wooden cart looks like a childs toy as she holds it. One hand is placed under the top shelf of the cart, while the other is grasping the handle to help balance it. My eyes follow her as she makes her way back to her chair and places the cart down next to it. I stare at her back as the sound of clinking glass hits my ears. She mumbles something in Romanian to herself before turning to face me. In her left hand is a small bowl of soup and a glass of water in her right.
"Something wrong?"
"Whoever put together this meal is an imbecile."
"Why do you say that?" I ask curiously while forcing my tired body back into a siting position. My eyes scanning the bowl of soup as she hands me the bowl. The soup seems to be some form of vegetable soup with meat chunks in it. Nothing seems out of the ordinary with it to my eyes at least.
"I recommend you do not partake of any of the meat in that soup."
"What do you-" I cut myself off mid sentence, my eyes darting between the soup and her plate of raw meat. She seems amused at my reaction to the meat. The rest of the meal thankfully goes without much fuss. But I did catch Alcina smirking at me whenever I removed a piece of meat from the bowl. I had to force myself to eat even just half of the soup. For some reason it tastes off to me. 'It's tastes like dirt practically. And not the normal dirt taste some veggies have.' Scrunching up my nose I set the bowl on the side table. 'Maybe its a withdrawal symptom from my medicine. I have been off it for two weeks...' This realization worries me quite a bit as I have no way to get to a hospital if things go south. I sneak a glance at Alcina from the corner of my eye. 'How would she react if she knew about my condition?'
'Serilda.'
"Huh?" I look up thinking it was Alcina that spoke.
"Something wrong, draga mea?"
"Did you just call my name?" At her worried look a cold shiver goes down my spine. She sets her wine glass down before switching to sit next to me on the bed. When she speaks again I can hear the slight dread in her tone.
"Is it another vision?"
'You will help.' The voice sounds from behind me and I whip my head around to look at it. But all I see is the empty side of the bed we are sitting on.
"If this is a vision I am worried something big is going to happen." Without much thought I crawl into Alcina's lap and hug her as best I can. My face buried in her chest as I try and block out the voice as it repeats itself. I only relax a little when Alcina returns my hug. The sweet calming smell of honeysuckle filling my nose as I nuzzle her.
"No matter what comes I will protect you, Serilda." A blush dusts my cheeks when she grabs my chin forcing me to look up at her. We stare into each others eyes as she speaks. Her pale blue moons staring into my emerald green forests. "Somehow this cold heart of mine has become smitten with you. And now that I have you nothing is allowed to take you from my possession."
"The only thing that could ever force me from you is death itself." Her arm around my waist tightens when I say this.
"Not even then, pet." I smile up at her as she leans in to give me a kiss. But just as our lips are about to touch the bedroom door is slammed open. I freeze like a dear in the headlights, while Alcina lets out an annoyed growl. "Was that really necessary Donna?"
"..." Slowly I turn my head to see Donna standing in the doorway. Angie is standing behind Donna's legs making kissing noises at us. Plum painted nails dig into the wood of the door as an angry aura comes from the doll maker. A bead of nervous sweat slides down the back of my neck. I am not entirely sure what has her pissed off but an angry Donna is not something you want to face.
'Uh-oh.'
~Timeskip about two hours.~
A tired sigh escapes me as I am finally able to rest again. Donna had went into a kinda adorable mini rage when she saw me and Alcina. She had stomped over to us and pulled me out of Alcina's grasp. She is surprisingly strong despite her appearance. She then proceeded to, well Angie did, scold Alcina for trying to snack on little sis when she's sick. To her credit though it did look like Alcina was about to feed on me. Which is what made Donna so angry in the first place. She thought that her older sister was taking advantage of my weakened state. It took a lot out of me but I was able to calm her down with some cuddle time. I am now sitting on the side of the bed being held close by Donna. Alcina is watching us from her chair with what I dare to say was jealousy. Her eyes glaring daggers at the doll maker's arms wrapped around my waist. The two of them seemed to be having a silent argument with each other. Angie is on the other side of the room drawing in one of the sketchbooks Alcina gave me.
"It irks me that you would think so little of me, dear sister."
"Looked bad."
"You must work on that quick temper of yours."
"Hm.." Donna seems to listen her elder sister's words. But with her face covered it is hard to tell if she is. Getting an idea how to hopefully get them to relax makes me smirk in my head. 'Lets see if this works.' I let out a small yawn behind my hand, both of them stop their little glaring contest to look at me.
"Please don't fight..." My words come out as tired mumbles as I look between them. I let my body start to go limp against Donna's side. "Can't I just cuddle with both of you?"
"I wouldn't mind." Donna is the first to respond. Her calm monotone voice making me smile a bit. We both look at Alcina for her answer. The tall woman hesitates for a moment before nodding her head yes.
"Yay~" I says with a kinda drunk sounding giggle. "With you both here the nightmares don't stand a chance."
"Nightmares?"
"She didn't tell you?" Alcina asks in a haughty manor, loving that she knows more about me then Donna does. "My lovely partner is plagued by nightmares caused by her visions."
"Oh." A small 'oof' comes from me as Donna hugs me tightly to her chest. My face now being smothered in her chest making it hard to breath.
"Donna you're squishing her."
"!" Donna quickly lets go of me while stuttering out an apology.
"It's ...fine...You are stronger then you look, hehe." I gasp out with a laugh, waving my hand dismissively at her continued apologies. " I really do need to lay down though. Huh?" I squint my eyes i confusion as I look between the two of them.
"Serilda?"
"Why are there four of you..." I feel my body start to sway side to side. My vision starting to go blurry the longer I stare at them. A weak smile forms on my lips when Alcina grabs me by the shoulders. "Alci I'm gonna sleep now. " With the last little bit of my strength I reach up to light smack her cheek. My expression becoming fierce as I speak. "I better not wake up to see you like I did last time." She lets out a small laugh at my words, her blue eyes shining with amusement.
"I promise, iubirea mea."
"Love you, Alci." A faint pink tint dusts the vampire's cheeks at the nickname. Turning to Donna I giggle when she jumps like if I had scared her. "Love you too big sister." No sooner do I finish my sentence do I slump forward. My body collapsing into Alcina's waiting arms. A content smile covers my face as I am laid down on the bed. Both of them laying down next to me with one of their arms around me. Alcina's comforting grip being on my right hip, and Donna's gentle touch is on my left hip. Before slipping fully into sleep I place my hands over theirs. The smell of honeysuckle and lavender chasing away any chance of fowl dreams.